Time passes.

Jianming stood quietly, as if waiting for the last moment to come.

An Xiaofu's fear grew. She had the illusion that Jianming was definitely not afraid of facing the Ancestral Immortals, even the two! Why is this? Which environment went wrong? Before carrying out this beauty plan, the An family and even the Taiyin Sect confirmed Jianming's identity and strength many times, and there would be no mistakes. How did it come to such a point.

Seeing Ming smiled slightly, it was very captivating and troublesome.

Ye Ning, who was hiding in the rock wall, restrained his aura even more, and even avoided seeing the light with his spiritual sense, so as not to be detected. His instincts told him that this insight was extremely difficult to deal with.

In a moment, two shadows came from afar.

An Xiaofu shouted: "Daddy, be careful!"

Seeing Mingdao: "You underestimate me too much." Sneak attack? The little monk disdained it. ”

An Jinhuang and the green robe broke in, looking at the situation in front of them, a little confused. An Jinhuang said: "Xiaofu, what happened?

An Xiaofu said: "We were deceived. The Sword Sutra fell into the hands of Jianming. This demon monk's methods are extraordinary, and Daddy must be careful. ”

"Damn it!"

The green robe laughed and said, "It's good that the Sword Sutra appears." When the old man captures and kills this kid. ”

Just as he was about to make a move, a Buddha horn came in. "Amitabha. Master Hu Shi is so murderous!" Immediately after, an old monk wearing a robe and holding a Zen staff walked in.

"Stop the monk!" said the green robe: "You alone dare to stop the old man?"

An Jinhuang said: "Tongyuan Arhat is also here, isn't he afraid of the thunderous wrath of the Taiyin Sect!"

Xingzhi shook his head and said, "The monks don't lie, and Senior Brother Tongyuan has promised not to interfere in this matter, so he won't come." ”

"What about sex?" An Jinhuang said: "Let him come out!"

He smiled and said nothing.

The green robe is a quick temper. He was pressed and beaten by Tongyuan, and he lost face fiercely, and he couldn't wait to get it back on Xingzhi at this moment. "What nonsense to talk to him! When the old man kills him, you go and arrest the little monk." ”

"Good. ”

With a flick of one hand, the green robe sent out a gray smoke that quickly wound towards Xingzhi. The smoke was lifeless, and there was even a wail of resentful spirits from within it, which was clearly an extremely cold immortal art.

Xingzhi dodged and retreated sharply, and soon retreated. This place is small, and the large-scale immortal art of the green robe is extremely stained. Xingzhi held a Zen staff in his hand, waved it again and again, and several golden lights flashed out, entangled with the smoke. The golden light carried the breath of Buddhism, constantly tempering the resentful spirits in the smoke, and in a moment, the smoke faded a lot.

The green robe was not in a hurry, and laughed loudly: "The old man's nine-song Huangquan smoke is a holy relic of the underworld, how can your weak Buddha light be able to surpass it?"

Sure enough, the smoke seemed endless, and the part that had just faded was quickly filled. The smoke quickly poured towards Xingzhi, and in the blink of an eye, it overwhelmed him. In the smoke, there were constant screams, and I don't know whether it was the wailing of the resentful spirits or the miserable whiteness of the deeds! Fortunately, one or two rays of Buddha light flashed from time to time in the smoke, and it was obvious that the deeds were not so easy to collapse.

On the other side, An Jinhuang is also ready to make a move.

An Xiaofu was extremely nervous and shouted: "This thief's strength is extraordinary, and Daddy can't be underestimated." By the way, what about the second uncle? With his help, Daddy's strength has doubled, and it is no problem to kill this person. ”

An Jinhuang sighed: "Your second uncle, killed!"

An Xiaofu was surprised and a little unconvinced. The second uncle, as a nine-rank immortal, has even cultivated an auxiliary immortal technique, and after performing it, he can double the combat power of others in a short period of time, and he has always been a unique existence of the An family, but he was killed!

An Jinhuang didn't want to explain, so he directly sacrificed a flying sword, pointed at Jianming, and said, "Don't catch it yet!"

"Really?" said he smiled too quietly. "You try. ”

An Jinhuang was furious, and a sword light slashed out, hitting the bald head that was shaking.

Seeing that he did not move. His eyebrows suddenly cracked, revealing a deep eyeball. Those eyes, dark blue, glanced at it, and I felt that my soul was about to be sucked in, and I was terrified. A ray of light shot out of his eyes, and he was ready to intercept the sword light, but the remaining momentum was not exhausted, and it fell on An Jinhuang's body.

At that moment, An Jinhuang had the illusion that his soul was immersed in the Nine Shadows, cold and frightened, as if he had been frozen for ten thousand years.

It's just a breath, but it seems like a thousand years have passed. By the time he was able to grasp his physical body, Jianming's palm had already been imprinted on his chest, and it was knocked away with a "snap" and hit the rock wall behind him. He spat out a mouthful of blood, already wounded. "What a powerful soul attack! Are you from the Three-Eyed Clan? You're definitely not a visionary!"

Seeing Mingdao: "You are not bad, you actually resisted the palm of the little monk." By the way, you are cultivating the path of withering and glory, and your physical body can be changed between withering and glory at will, and you can be beaten the most. The three-eyed clan is a small clan, and the little monk can't look down on it. ”

An Jinhuang said: "The old man killed you!"

He was repulsed, not because of his lack of strength, but because he didn't expect the third eye to see. Soul attack, straight through the sea of knowledge, invincible. However, once you have precautions, there is no need to be afraid. An Jinhuang continued to sacrifice a long sword, which staggered up and down with the previous one, shook slightly, and swept away. The two swords were like flying dragons, and where they passed, half of them were bright and half of them were dark, and they instantly descended on the top of Jianming's head, and a momentum of light and darkness shrouded him.

The Dao of Kurong is a branch of the Yin Yang Dao, An Jinhuang has cultivated this Dao to the Dacheng realm, fused with its sword Dao, and under one blow, the power is infinite. The surrounding vegetation is withered, and the sand and rocks are flying.

Jianming is not in a hurry at all. A glowing white light emanated from his body, blocking out all the withering and glorious qi, only a little sword qi penetrated in, but he waved it with one hand, and his sleeve robe flew away. Obviously, his white monk's robe is also a rare treasure.

An Jinhuang's right hand is in a circle, his left hand is in a reverse circle, and his palms are gently pressed forward.

This press seemed to be extremely easy, but the beads of sweat on his forehead were dripping, and it was clear that he had done his best.

"Smack!"

The white monk's robe is clear, moving without wind. His body took three steps back before it steadied.

"Okay!" Seeing that Ming was not angry, he praised it: "Formless and imageless, silent and colorless, and the power is also good." This is the Heaven and Earth Dry Glory Palm of Taoist friends. It's a pity that you can't practice at home, and you only exert one percent of the power of this palm, and you lose the face of the Immortal God Monarch in vain. That's all I can do?"

The Immortal God Monarch was a great power that roamed the immortal realm 30,000 years ago. This person is also cultivating the Kurong Dao, and it is said that at his peak, he once escaped at the hands of the Heavenly Emperor. Later, in a great wilderness, this person fell into the hands of the beast. An Jinhuang obtained the remnants of the Heaven and Earth Dry Glory Palm by a certain coincidence, and practiced one and a half moves.

(End of chapter)